Lyrics:
a dead world
Salvation is self deception
Salvation is self deception
Media brought us fatality
A dead heart In a dead world
Every thousand years
divorce (talkin' divorce)
Said daddy was livin' by the fire, and he died by the torch (check, check)
I'm where the AKs is, we like the Bébé's Kids
Ain't
real
In this real life
It’s a little too real in this real life
I’ve had a 1000 problems
Yea living by the knife
Catch me hurting myself
In the dead
Another year gone by
You sick of being alive?
Well I'm dead and so am I
This time shit's different
I don't know why
My arrival wasn't greeted 'cause
All these things, when will we see?
It's pouring out of the lands
In a thousand years of war
A thousand lives are torn
A thousand bullets hit
a pity? Aint it a shame?
I’m gone two thousand years and the world hasn’t changed
There’s still wars bein fought, there’s still
fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend
dog food after you
Man you're all wrapped up in them dead Egyptian blues
Oh Mister Tut you wait and see
Another few thousand years they're gonna dig
thousand million nightmares
Temptation by the score
I used to get so high
And still I wanted more
You think my time is wasted
In search of who I am
I
the hatred, the priest hit
Time sure flies, look how many years went by
My young niggas already need hair dye
Alcoholic faces, women bad as a mug
Gettin' fat
soldiers, Halliburton workers make
Fourteen thousand dollars a month, privates earn thirteen G's a year
Plus two-twenty five extra, taking fire in combat
created
But, beloved, do not forget this one thing
That with the Lord one day is a thousand years
And a thousand years is as one day
How should one chase
I walk the streets by day, I never know quite what to say
It doesn't matter anyway
Man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces,
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
A hunnid years from now we gon' all be dead, all be dead
All be dead
So tonight, bitch, I might as well get head
I got a tan line, I wear my fuckin'
a leg lock
One of my shooters murder case just got dead docked
Got these pussy nigga dodging these headshots
50 thousand get a fuck nigga bed rocked oh
I walk the streets by day
I never know quite what to say
It doesn't matter anyway
Man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces
Man of a 1000 faces,
Walking around it all looks dead
A thousand thoughts in my head
Friends don't talk to me anymore
Feeling like my throat is sore
I know it's all in my
everybody
A thousand days is a thousand years
And a thousand years is a thousand days
Wait patiently
A thousand days is a thousand years
And a thousand years
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
still here breathing, I'm
Dead, awfully
Dead, let these
Riptide sea waters run red
Cursed by a hand
That won't see the land
For another ten thousand
I had a thousand roxy's at the Marriot
I told em meet me at the Citgo
Right there by the Save-a-lot
Now boy you know
I aint meeting nobody at that
denied
Home, I'm dreaming of home
I've been twenty years away from all I ever knew
To return would make my dream
Come true
Seasons of sorrow have stolen
the battle has begun
And a hero will rise
He will be the one they'll all be talking about
In a thousand years or more
He was born a warrior One of a kind
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